I.You.We

Once we make the selection-we 
auto/mechanically emphasize the 
other side, this being a duality based 
reality, this being a matrix of 
seeing – Sent adrift in these rhyme 
shifts, into dark spaces and places 
in rifts of consciousness: Adrift. 

Oracles surface in the space of the 
dice meeting surfaces paved and 
unpaved. Through 
The 

Writing. We. Are: Saved. From. 
The inevitability 
of

The grave. Have you come to 
grips. [Somewhere in the time 
of the timeline].  Contemplated
in sips. 
Upon the circumference 
of a chalice 
of
dreams. You 
say
are: Me 

&

Mine. But. Who are 

You. Who am 

I…

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Cipher 
Pohms 
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